Luyện nghe bài hát Mimi On The Beach

I the horizon for you, Mimi
I scan for the of us
I the horizon for you, Mimi
I and scan on the strand of sand
I stand and scan on the strand of

But first I'm sitting here
See that giggle of and girls
A typical day at the
Well, typical I make my speech

is a girl out on the sea
Floating on a pink
With a lunch and parasol
Sitting there a typical girl

Well, this is not a locker
And that's a surfboard, not a
The not quite, quite there

One laughs at skinny guys
Someone else points out a
Oh, all jocks, both guys and girls
Press the button, your cue

And see the girl with teeth
She picks up lonely in bars
Then she takes off when they've bought her
Don't you have I ask
Of I do

is not a locker room here
And a surfboard, not a yacht
The arrangement's not quite, there

But the day was faultless in beauty pitched on scenery
Stretched from white up to the open sky
Down to the sea again and then back to me
And Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, on the beach
Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, and me

Well, I'm still over there
One guy got up and brayed
They wag their words, they're all in
Well, I can ignore it, don't steam up the view

And Mimi's out on the sea
Floating on a surfboard
checking out her arms and legs
In case her casing's burnt

Well, this is not a locker room
And a surfboard not a yacht
The arrangement's not quite, quite

But the day was in beauty pitched on tropical scenery
from white sand up to the open sky
Down to the shining sea and then back to me
And Mimi on the beach, on the beach, Mimi on the beach
Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, and me

You don't know me but I've been you all day
And come to the edge of the water now to have my say
The picnic lunch is off, Mimi, your parasol away
Put your to the board, Mimi and paddle out to sea
Then turn the around, Mimi until you're facing me

Wait for the waves to building, for the valleys to deepen
And the mountains to increase in
When the right times comes,
You yourself up and stand there, Mimi
And see as far as you can see
up, Mimi, stand up Mimi, stand up

I scan the for you, Mimi
I for the both of us
I scan the for you, Mimi
I stand and on the strand of sand
I and scan on the strand of sand

The great is coming Mimi
And he's not going to stop to take pulse
And he's not to ask you why you're the way you are
And I think the worst part
You never get a chance to explain

And he's going to take those
And them into the valleys
Till there's nothing except a vast expanse
And you'll float there, Mimi on the flat Sea of your soul

And if they pull you away from your pink surfboard
And you across the wind, you'll make no sound
Wet on a dry map, nothing, nobody
The great leveler or the great

But the day was in beauty pitched on tropical scenery
Stretched white sand up to the open sky
Down to the sea again and then back to me
And Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, on the beach
Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, and me
on the beach, Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach
Mimi on the beach, Mimi on the beach, and me

is a girl out on the sea
Floating on a surfboard
A parasol floats
The not quite, quite there